Those ones are feisty, they are!

So I know I kind of bigged up all the exciting things that I was going to cook and describe in this post at the end of my last post…but then the oven/stove broke. Soo that won’t be happening, unfortunately. I’ll keep it on the (metaphorical) backburner for now, and return to it either when college gets a new stove (unlikely) or I get back home next month (probable).

However, for your viewing pleasure this evening, I have some great shots of one of my favorite restaurants in Oxford, My Sichuan. It’s located right beside the bus bays in Gloucester Green, and so is a little out of the way. They serve Sichuan cuisine (shocking), and my friends at Wikipedia tell me that Sichuan cuisine is considered one of the four great traditions in Chinese cuisine. Continue reading

We Be Jammin’

Last weekend I, at the behest of my new friend I, took a stroll down to the Jam Factory for breakfast. My friend was quite excited to go, but after reading the menu, I was less than: it read like your typical (English) breakfast place, nothing interesting. There was the usual full English, the full English vegetarian, and some other egg dishes. Booorinng. However, I fully intended to go and get as much out of the experience as possible; the Jam Factory is a lovely setting, at the very least. Continue reading

A Duck in Oxford

Get ready; what’s coming up is exciting stuff: we had duck confit on Monday. At home. Yes, duck confit.

Unfortunately no, I did not reaallly make it: my friend C was kind enough to bring me back a 1kg (that’s right, 1 kilo) tin of duck confit from Paris for my birthday. From Paris with love, indeed. Continue reading

The Power of the Feast

Here it is – second post time. I have been wracking my brain all day about what I should post about, and I have come to the shocking realization that as a student living in college accommodation, with a looming thesis deadline and interviews on top of meetings on top of conferences, it is a wonder I have time to bathe, much less cook! Continue reading